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Date: 29 September 2004 23:32:00
I love taking my sons with me to the hairdressers - it stops me running any risk of becoming vain.
"Why's she done that to your hair, mummy? I liked it better long. And if you had to have it cut, you could at least have had it curly again. Can you come again and have it done properly?" Thank you, Smudgelet.
They both look the bees knees after their visit to the barber. Typical timing that, unbeknown to me, the school photographer came into their schools today.... before the barber sorted out their long flowing locks. They do look gorgeous now, though. Even Smudgelet sat really still, with the promise of a sticker on his sticker chart if he did. (Bribery by another name). When he was done, the barber turned to me and asked "What do you think, Mummy?" Smudgelet was quite indignant. "She's not YOUR mummy, she's MINE!"